The Curse of the Seven Beads

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The rain in Mississippi doesn't fall. It hangs. It suspends itself in the air like a question nobody wants to answer, and when it finally does come down, it comes down like judgment. Abigail Whittier stood at the gate of the estate and watched the rain soak through her coat. The house loomed behind the overgrown garden, a white-pillared thing that had once been beautiful and was now beautiful...

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